Spring Grass
(Fragment 1)
Listen, what is that sound? That was the sound of grass turning over soil. Look, what is that? They were small green grasses that had just emerged from the ground. Oh, spring is coming! Looking around, the ice and snow have melted, and the grass and trees have begun to sprout. Walking in the fields, the endless land is like the night sky, dotted with stars. The fresh air is mixed with wisps of fragrance, and the red sun rises slowly from the horizon. The dewdrops on the grass tips sparkle like pearls and emeralds in the morning sun. That tenacious perseverance and that strong vitality, isn't that what every grass has?
Liu Na, Du Feng, Chen Zhifeng, Cao Yujia
(Fragment 2)
Spring is the season of resurrection of all things and the source of all life. With the arrival of spring, all things rejoice: the big tree straightens its strong body, the flowers play with her fragrant face, and the birds play with her beautiful singing voice... Look again, the morning dew drops drop by drop from the green grass. Sliding down, against the backdrop of the rising sun, the originally vibrant spring grass glowed with youthful vitality. A breeze passed by lightly, and it couldn't help but sway its body and dance gracefully. ah! Spring is full, eyes are full of green, walking in the jungle, how poetic and picturesque it is!
Cai Liang, Chen Jiahao, Lu Yijiao, Gu Xinhao
The morning sun is shining brightly, the rising sun is rising high in the east, the cold dew is condensing into the eyes, and the spring leaves are traceless and long. Oh, what did I see? The splendor is spread out on the gauze, and the spring girl steps on the gauze. Looking around, the ice and snow have melted, and everything is showing its new look, red and purple, orange and green, and the orioles are singing...
Listen, what is that sound? That was the sound of the heart turning over the soil. It touched my heartstrings, as if shouting: I want to work hard, I want to work hard, I want to work hard! What does this portend? Is it a prelude to the spring grasses bursting out of the ground like bamboo shoots? Is it the concerto of its sprouting green leaves? By the way, the drops of dew on the grass tips are shining with the brilliance of life. Reflected by the rays of the sun and shaded by the green trees, they become as round as pearls, as translucent as emeralds, and as dazzling as agates! How can you survive the scorching heat and spend your whole life? The little grass that has passed through Xiaoqiu and the cold winter has such tenacious perseverance. Isn’t it what every grass has? Not for anything else, just for that touch of fresh green in spring!
Chen Jiaxin
Spring flowers
(Fragment 1)
Spring arrive! She walked towards us with light steps. You see, she dyed the peach blossoms pink, dyed the jasmine flowers golden, and turned the pear blossoms snow-white... The earth became full of vitality under the embellishment of her magic brush!
In the early morning, the first drop of dew woke up the sleeping winter jasmine. She stretched her body, dried beautiful flowers, and enjoyed the comfort and warmth brought by the sun. A breeze blew by, and she swayed her slender branches from side to side, dancing a beautiful waltz with the willow branches that had just sprouted new buds not far away. Birds sang on the branches, and the flowers bloomed with smiles, as if they were all savoring the melody of spring.
As soon as spring arrives, spring flowers show themselves to their fullest in the embrace of nature. Colorful flowers decorate the earth, and not only that, the fragrant flowers are also sought after by butterflies and bees. Look, aren't the bees and butterflies dancing over there busy collecting honey? However, who knew that beautiful flowers have also suffered from wind and rain for a long time, otherwise how could they be so beautiful?
Liu Yi, Wu Jiahui, Ji Xueting, Yang Tianyi
(Fragment 2)
I still remember the desolate and silent winter, but I didn’t know that the spring was full of vitality in the blink of an eye. has arrived. The flowers are blooming, showing bright smiles, bringing warmth to people. Although spring flowers are not as beautiful as summer lotus, not as fragrant as autumn osmanthus, and not as pure and clear as winter plum blossoms, they still have an indescribable unrestrainedness. As winter flowers fade, spring flowers awaken the earth again, and the fragrance of various flowers gathers together to bring new hope to people. Butterflies and bees are dancing in the fragrance, larks and magpies are singing on the branches. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me and listening to the sweet singing, how can you not love me?
Liu Tao, Zhu Chen, Ji Shengdi, Hou Wenjia
(Fragment 3)
Is it the string of firecrackers that shook the world that invited you, or the warmth? The east wind brings you - spring? Otherwise, it must be that you cannot bear to have everything ruthlessly destroyed by the northwest wind! Did you know? Your arrival gives us new hope.
Hua, delicate bodies can be seen everywhere on both sides of the street, short, thin, and so ordinary. A gust of spring breeze blew by, and her slender body swayed left and right in the wind, looking so helpless. Touched gently, she is so weak, as if a little force will tear her apart, making people feel pity for her, and even have the urge to protect it. But think about it carefully, no, she will not be that fragile. She is the messenger sent by spring. She is the seed of hope you sow. In the near future, she will stand proudly and show her graceful figure, fragrant and fragrant. , bees and butterflies fly.
Flowers are the hope of spring, and we are the flowers of the motherland, so let us cherish this precious spring and work hard to create a better spring for the motherland.
Ji Ziwei, Ji Xuanhe, Ding Jingyan, Huang Yao
Spring Breeze
(Fragment 1)
The spring breeze, she carries a strong The thick warmth awakened the sleeping creatures, the frozen lake slowly opened its smiling face, and the gray sky gradually began to turn blue. Her scent mixed with earth, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and plants, caressed my face, like a baby's tender skin, like a mother's warm hands. Listen, what is that sound? That is the "ding-dong" sound of the stream, the "rustling" sound of the leaves, and the "chirping" sound of the birds. The flowers on the branches danced in the wind, and the weeping willows on both sides of the bank also swayed with their charming figures, like an innocent child waving to pedestrians. She blew gently, waking up the frogs, bringing in the swallows, and turning the earth green. The fragrance was refreshing, gentle, soft, and warm. The little swallows that have just arrived from the south are perching among a few telephone poles connected by thin wires, composing a spring movement. The little musicians in the pond are singing with their clear throats.
Tao Hong, Huang Fang, Qin Tianhao, Lu Chenpu
(Fragment 2)
The spring breeze blew across the earth, waking up the grass that had been sleeping for a long time; The spring breeze blows through the big trees, waking up the vibrant leaves; the spring breeze blows into the sky, bringing the migratory birds back. You see, a spring breeze blows, the willow trees sway, the lake blooms with a smile, the grass waves to us, and the flowers nod to us. Spring breeze, you are so magical, you bring color to spring, you bring life to the earth. "Wild fire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates." Doesn't this ancient poem interpret you correctly?
Wang Yujie, Gao Jinghui, Chen Xinyi, Chen Jia
(Fragment 3)
Dong hurriedly put away his unused power and hurried away, looking back with infinite nostalgia. —Spring is coming! Cracks exploded on the frozen lake, and the sunlight was no longer pale, but turned orange, warming the earth. The swallows are whispering and the wind is calling. The spring breeze, with the smell of earth, gently passed by, leaving warmth and whispers all the way. The grasses were awakened by it, stretching and yawning. The branches of the weeping willows swayed gently in the breeze. The goose-yellow leaf buds were like rice grains, densely covered with soft branches, and the flowers and plants were also blowing in the breeze one by one. She appeared on stage with her arms in her arms, as if she was rushing to a grand event.
The spring breeze is like a transparent gauze towel, dipped in crystal morning dew, quietly bathing all things...
Huang Lei, Qin Yuting, Gao Yi
Chun Yu
(Fragment 1)
Look, spring is coming quietly to us with light steps. The patter of spring rain takes away the severe cold of winter, the dryness of autumn, and the scorching heat of summer, sliding warmly into my heart. Under the water of spring rain, everything is green: green mountains, green water, green meditation. Listen, it is the birds on the branches that are singing the charm of spring, and it is the flowers in the fields that are announcing the arrival of spring. There is a breath of spring everywhere, the breeze blows over the water, and the willow branches sway. ah! That is the dance of life!
What is spring rain? The spring rain is a dye, which dresses the earth in green spring clothes; the spring rain is nectar, which sprinkles the source of life for all things; the spring rain is a messenger, which brings people hope for the new year.
Cao Yu, Li Chenling, Cai Qiuyan, Ji Ying
(Fragment 2)
Listen, what is that sound? Is it the song of a lark on a branch? Is it the chirping of the cricket in the corner? Or the kiss of the breeze and the leaves? No, neither, that is the sound of selfless spring rain, that is the sound of lingering spring rain, that is the sound of spring rain full of vitality.
The rain is falling continuously, like thousands of silks, busy weaving hazy spring clothes for the earth. The drizzle falls from the sky, like late autumn fog or winter frost, moistening the green earth in spring and moistening the new buds of willow branches. The falling spring rain is like a fairy hidden behind the lead-colored clouds, spreading the seeds of happiness to the world. After a few light spring rains, the mountains and grass became green, and the streams at the foot of the mountains became more and more rapid.
The rain brushed over my face, like a powder puff, very thin, very dense, very smooth, and very soft. Leaning next to the terrace, watching the rain dancing happily on the eaves, my heart can't help but be drawn into it. The rain fell, and a beautiful and quiet music suddenly played between heaven and earth, making people endlessly daydream!
Guan Sijia, Qian Huan, Zhang Chao, Ji Dingkai
(Fragment 3)
Listen, what is that sound? Oh, it’s spring rain. You see, the patter of rain is like a string of silver beads jumping down from the sky, like shooting stars falling instantly from the sky, and like notes jumping on the staff, lively and cute.
"Tick", a drop of spring rain fell into my hands. I clearly felt your beating pulse. It was so powerful, like a newborn baby, full of vitality. Perhaps, you are the messenger in spring, delivering the spirit of life to all sleeping things.
"Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently", "The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but is not there", admiring these popular sentences, I feel you for the first time charm.